You're a mean one..

Haunt Me


The babe could not move without a plant touching her skin. Everything she loved about this new land just this morning is elevating her heart rate and killing her logical thinking capacity. The sheer denseness of the foliage had made her feel cozied, like in all this space she could still be snug. The thousands of noises had crashed over the demones as refreshing as any waterfall, overriding her senses and setting her brain to the same chemical soup it was in when she was held captive. In that cocktail of endorphins she had wandered too far, now the closeness, the sameness, the noises are like robbers at the door, banging for entrance and the phone line is dead. Her wide-open optics moved with pointless speed, she wanted to see blue sky and space all around - not these virescent arms that grope and lofty limbs that blot out even a patch of blue. The cold air, burning her lungs, she would run but she does not know which direction to take... Reptilian bodice froze in place, sensory over-drive as her bodice shut down in slow motion due to the panic attack.